Me, Captain of China

Chapter 624: Don't counsel! Just do it!

"Redondo can do it, he can do it too, and he does the same chicly."

"We can also understand that Zheng Zhi assisted Redondo and Redondo equalized for Leverkusen."

"Just, this is a goal that Redondo will never celebrate!"

This scene came too suddenly, the white ocean finally stopped the hustle and bustle, and their voices sang all the way in front of Redondo ’s own goal.

It is not impossible to lose the ball, but the own goal? What a terrible pain. Or their old prince Redondo, what to say? A perfect prince that you are sad but don't have a curse!

Was replaced by a turbulent red ocean, which suppressed nearly half of the time, Leverkusen fans and Chinese fans can finally vent out!

That man,

Is still that man!

Although he didn't score the ball, he created it!

Is still the goal created by Redondo!

Say what?

"Zheng Zhi!"

Only shouted his name.

Chinese and German bilingual cheers resounded throughout the 80,000 French Stadium, no, 90,000 ...

Zheng Zhi rushed behind the goal for the first time, opened his arms, closed his eyes tightly, and enjoyed the crazy cheers of this moment.

There is no more beautiful cheering than this, more beautiful and more beautiful than the music played by the piano.

"Zheng Zhi,"

"Zheng Zhi!"

Soon, teammates swarmed and hugged him sturdy. He could feel Ribery's little arm around his waist, and then his left face was kissed by Neuville, and soon his right face was kissed by Ramello. And when he finally opened his eyes, Nowotny! This guy actually mouthed him! Yes, mouth to mouth!

Nonsence!

Zheng Zhi pushed Novotny away!

This old bastard!

This old pervert!

Gay!

Must have been greedy for a long time!

Was succeeded today!

"what,"

"Novotny kissed Zheng Zhi's mouth with excitement, haha,"

"Children are not suitable, children are not suitable!"

Even Huang Jianxiang smiled.

"Hey,"

"This is what I said to Zheng Zhichiuoguo!" Zhang Lu also made a joke. "I remember that Zheng Zhi will be abused by his teammates almost every time he scores a goal. The teammates are too loving and there is no way ...

On the sidelines, Waller almost rushed up too! But finally stopped near the sideline, turned to see the assistant, and immediately hugged up. Waiting for this goal is too long and too hard. Sure enough, it was the same guy! The most trustworthy guy. No need to worry at any time, just give him the ball and let him solve the problem. He did it again! At this moment, Waller doesn't know how to thank Zheng Zhi ...

"I knew it!"

"I knew that guy could score!"

"what!"

Barak shouted in the stands, just like ordinary fans.

Ronaldinho patted his chest heavily and took a big breath of air:

"Scaring at me,"

"I thought we were finished in the first half."

"Zheng, I'm going to invite you to Rio de Janeiro for a month! I'm exhausted, King Jingjin!"

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"Look? What am I saying?"

"I said that our son can score?"

"You must not regret it, promise me what I will do tonight!"

Dad Zheng grinned, cheerfully, and almost laughed off his big teeth.

"Go, go, go, old and unreasonable."

"How old are you and still talking nonsense."

"Kill? What happened to the old age, the uncle in the street next door, the one who died in 73, how did he die?"

"I tell you, you must not regret it! Otherwise, I will go ..."

"Do you dare!" Mam instantly angered, directly screwed his right ear and lifted it up.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, hurt, let go! It's your responsibility first."

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"Finally scored,"

"Call,"

"Still Redondo, haha,"

"Killing me."

"Listen to the voices outside, I feel the whole Barcelona is celebrating."

Iniesta was drinking cola while celebrating.

"Luck to Leverkusen, Ohye, Ohye, Ohye! Anyone who wins the Champions League can't be Real Madrid!" Slender and tall Pique cheered with his right arm raised.

"If you lose the championship because of this oolong, it is too perfect and not enough, Leverkusen come on!"

Harvey blinked and muttered: "You are too extreme, anyway Real Madrid represents Spain. If the championship falls into the hands of the Germans, would Spain not have a Champions League?"

"Again, how sad are Casillas and Guti?"

Xavi, Casillas and Guti are very good friends in the Spanish National Youth Team. Although the three played for Real Madrid and Barcelona, their friendship is very deep.

"Harvey,"

"We are in Barcelona now, we are in Catalonia!" Although Pique was a few years younger than Harvey, he did not like Harvey's argument and his attitude was too bad! There is no standing team at all, the most die-hard Barcelona, how could it be considered? Not pure at all! The Pique family has always been Barcelona's strongest supporter and most loyal member, and they will not tolerate a trace of impurities.

"Go, go, go, little boy," Harvey waved his hand, too lazy to pick Peak, "When you don't want to go to the Spanish national team!"

Beside them, a little eyeball looked left and right, and he never joined the discussion. From his personal ideas, he still supports Real Madrid. After all, it is a Spanish team. He temporarily I don't quite understand the extreme ideas of Pique and Iniesta. But in the end his eyes fell on the box of Pepsi before him.

Coke is delicious, if there is another Argentinian barbecue, it will be so beautiful ...

Thinking about this, Messi reached out to the box and took out a bottle of Pepsi. After pulling the ring open, he drank and drank it. It took less than twenty seconds to kill the bottle.

"Ah ~"

"It's delicious."

"Unfortunately, there is no Argentine barbecue."

"Hey, kid, do you think your stomach is bursting? You have drunk four bottles since the game started! How big is your stomach? You can't see it." Pique touched Messi's small head , "Want to eat Argentine barbecue, I pay for it, how do you buy it?"

"There is an Argentine BBQ just a short distance away."

"I agree," Iniesta immediately raised his hand in favor. Since I knew that Pique was a second-generation rich man, Iniesta also started playing with Pique.

"Leo, hurry up, the first half is over."

"But ... the barbecue will take a long time? Ten minutes is not enough."

"It's okay, you can watch the video when you go back. Go, go."

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Stubborn Redondo walked to the midfield alone, rejecting the comfort of all his teammates.

Even if this was not his fault, it was just an accident, but he still didn't need any comfort. Just like he gave up the Argentina national team in order not to cut his long hair.

Oolong?

Damn oolong! I will create goals again.

Oolong doesn't take away my self-confidence, it doesn't make me frustrated, the champion must belong to Real Madrid!

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Beep,

The battle started again.

Redondo started to attack, continuous midfield scheduling, Real Madrid seized a limited time to launch a tide-like attack on both sides of Leverkusen. His oblique plug created a chance for Carlos to pass. Carlos' low flat pass fell to Morrentes's foot. Morentus tapped lightly and Raul's right foot in front of the penalty area With a quick pull, a perfect violin action would bring the ball into the penalty area, but Ramello was preempted and fell to the ground.

Fouled.

Ramello got a yellow card.

Another Real Madrid offense opportunity!

"This location,"

"Hang up again."

"It feels like Carlos is going to take the punishment ... The human wall must continue to line up, but it is quite troublesome as it was just now."

"I come!"

Huang Jianxiang expressed concern, there is a lesson in front.

Sure enough, Roberto Carlos once again rushed to the ball in front of him, he will take the penalty shot again.

Last time, he passed the ball to Redondo, and then Redondo assisted Raúl to score.

How will he kick this time?

Leverkusen players lined up against the wall of people seemed to have this idea in their hearts.

"Six, six people are ranked. Separate one person to stare at others."

Ramello was so anxious that when he thought of this method, a 6-person wall is also possible, just to make room for a little more, and Matticek should have no problem keeping the previous point.

What seems wrong?

Zheng Zhiben wanted to say something, but Lieb had left the wall and ran to keep up with Redondo.

Yeah, Redondo's defense can't be lost, it's good to stare at him.

Zheng Zhi shook his head in his heart, fearing that he wanted to think too much. Carlos's shooting method has a low accuracy and is not so powerful!

22 meters away, Carlos began to stretch the run-up distance, just like the last time, the human wall was agitated and frightened.

Carlos, Batty, and other heavy artillery stand in front of the ball, no one ’s psychology will have no effect ...

Beep,

The crisp whistle sounded.

Carlos rushed towards the ball with his waist, his eyes locked on the ball lying quietly on the turf, and rushed to the ball in a flash.

The left foot is instep and reached the middle of the ball.

Bang——

A heat wave swept past Nowotny's ears instantly, as if the air was burning, but he couldn't see the ball clearly, and felt that only a black and white shadow passed by. He turned his head subconsciously, but saw nothing, the ball was already beating in the net nest.

Entered?

Nowotny could hardly believe his eyes.

This ball,

How fast is?

Matisek spread his hands and stood motionless, as if he had been acupunctured.

"what,"

"Ah, ah,"

"what--"

Huang Jianxiang was so shocked that he couldn't say any more words.

"Goal scored."

For the first time, Zhang Lu did n’t have ‘hey,’ but only read three words.

Was shocked, completely shocked.

Carlos's shot was shot directly at the near corner and shot at the upper left corner of the goal. The speed was incredibly fast, and almost everyone did not respond. It seemed that the martial arts master was over the top.

This is what looks like.

1: 2.

Leverkusen was just happy for a few minutes, and then the score fell behind.

Zheng Zhi stood akimbo, and once again watched Carlos ran to celebrate.

"This pervert."

"Full pervert!"

There is no other word besides describing Roberto Carlos with the word ‘perverted’.

The white ocean was noisy again, and it was the turn of the red ocean to be silent.

The spit from the stands seemed to form a drizzle, and fell down the court, huge decibels filled the ear drums, all; madrid.

"Is that guy a human?"

"Is he really a human?"

"Carlos!"

"Again Carlos!"

"This guy should use a chain to tie him in the backcourt, not let him come up."

In fact, many Chinese fans like Roberto Carlos and Real Madrid. But tonight, Chinese fans will not support Carlos or Real Madrid because they have Zheng Zhi, which is the only reason that cannot be changed.

But the impact of Carlos' shot on them was too great.

Chinese fans were just happy for a few minutes, and then the beautiful dream was awakened by Carlos again, which was too cruel.

Real Madrid players crazy celebration, it took almost a minute.

Waited for the game to resume again, and shortly after Leverkusen launched the attack again, Corina finally blew his whistle and ended the first half of the game.

Leverkusen returned to the locker room with a score of 1: 2.

Waller walked into the bathroom first, unscrewed the tap and poured his head ~ www.readwn.com ~ But Zheng Zhi has inspired his teammates in the dressing room.

"Listen, we are only 45 minutes away from making history. Our fatigue is only psychological. We have the ability to play another 45 minutes of high-level games. We have to defend like the first half. This is only a mental issue. . Come on! "

"I'm sure we will win! So we have to unite and fight for the championship."

"You don't want to stand there like a clown and watch them win the championship?"

"Do not!"

"They are clowns because they are called circus!"

"We want to be like a man, don't counsel, just do it! Give it a go, the result of today's game is the result of our efforts!"

"I do n’t want my grandson to ask me decades later, why did n’t you beat Real Madrid? Why are you not a winner? But a loser? Why? Why? Why?"

"Do not,"

"I do not want!"

"I think neither of you!"

"Brothers! Raise our heads and continue to prepare for battle!"

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